Vegas, Baby - Volume 2

“What?” she asked, her voice dazed and thick with lust.

“Birth control,” I almost snarled, irrationally angry at the thought of anything keeping me from putting a baby in her belly.

“Oh crap! No! I—”

I didn’t wait for her to think about it anymore. I shifted onto my knees and put her legs over my shoulders. It changed the angle of entry so that not only did I go impossibly deep, but every time I withdrew, my cock dragged along her G-spot.

“Oh, fuck, yeah,” I groaned as her pussy clamped tight around me. “Your pussy obviously wants my come as badly as I want to give it to you. Doesn’t it, baby?”

“Yes! Yes!” Aurora was shouting now and punching up her hips to meet my every thrust. “Harder, Will! Oh, yes!”

I wasn’t going to argue with her. I took her legs down and bent them, before pushing them back against her chest. Then I grabbed her hands and shoved them under her thighs. “Hold these up and open, baby.” She widened them, and I came in closer. It wasn’t enough. “More.” Aurora’s eyes grew wide as I helped her open them even farther until she was completely bared to me. I reached up over her head and grasped the headboard. Then I widened my own legs and used my grip to slam inside her with a force so hard the bed banged against the wall. The rhythmic sound of the headboard whacking into the wall got faster and faster, with more and more force. It almost drowned out Aurora’s screams and my shouts of ecstasy. “Fuck! Fuck! Yes, baby! Squeeze that pussy. Oh, fuck yes!” My balls began to draw up, and I quickly slipped my hand between us long enough to pinch her clit so she would go off like a fucking rocket. She screamed my name as I grabbed on with both hands again and fucked her with wild abandon.

My orgasm came barreling through me and exploded, shooting come into her unprotected womb. “Keep squeezing, baby,” I demanded. “Milk my cock of every drop. I’m going to knock you the fuck up.”

My gaze locked with hers, clearly displaying my unbending determination. Her eyes grew wide as saucers, but her pussy convulsed hard at my words. The corners of my lips tipped up as I watched her smugly. “Your body knows what you want, baby. Don’t fight it.”

I rocked into her, continuing to fill her with load after load of my seed. But I kept a tight seal so nothing would escape.

As our bodies drained of energy, I slowed my movements until I came to a stop. Aurora’s eyes were closed, and she let out an adorable little mewl of contentment. Using the last of my strength, I straightened out her legs, then kept her pressed tight against me as I rolled to my back. She snuggled into me, and we fell asleep with her sprawled on top of me and my cock still buried in her pussy.7Aurora“Aurora, baby." I stretched out, groaning softly because my muscles protested the movement. "I wanted to let you sleep in, but your phone has been going off like crazy for the past thirty minutes.”

A strong hand stroked down my naked back, and my eyes blinked open. My brain was fuzzy, and it took me a moment to get my bearings. When I lifted my head and focused on the sexy man leaning over me, the events of the previous night all came rushing back. I had mind-blowing sex with this motorcycle riding, tattooed divorce lawyer. And I wasn't even a tiny bit mad about it. Then again, how could I have any regrets after the number of orgasms he gave me?

“What time is it?” I asked sleepily, pushing up on one elbow.

“A little after seven,” he answered.

“Seven?” I echoed in surprise, my gaze lingering on the athletic shorts hanging low on his hips. “It's probably just my sisters making sure I'm up for the day because we have a huge wedding at noon. Anyone else in my life knows better than to call me this early in the morning.”

“In your life?” he growled, his eyes filling with a possessive gleam.

“Yeah, you know…vendors, friends, other relatives who I won’t forgive quite as easily as my sisters.” I narrowed my eyes at him. “You didn't think I was talking about another guy, did you?”

He shrugged his broad shoulders. “Not really.”

“Good, because that’d be dumb since I was a virgin until last night. Plus, I'd hate to get into a fight this early in the morning.” Noticing how the hair at his temples was damp, I tilted my head to the side. “Which brings me to a more important question; why does it look like you've been up for a while?”

“Not a morning person, huh?”

I shook my head and frowned. “Not even close. Don't expect me to be anywhere near a good mood until I've had at least my first jolt of caffeine,” I warned.